Chapter 689: Asking the Sky Void, the Demonic Space
fear!
A life-threatening fear.
According to common sense, let alone the northern realm, even in the central realm, there are only a few strong men who can threaten Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng.
Moreover, it threatens lives.
escape!
escape!
Although Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng are arrogant, they are not stupid.
Zhao Chu, who entered the realm of the floating city, was divided into four, and his momentum was obviously different, almost approaching natural selection.
In an instant, they made the most correct judgment.
We must escape from this floating realm, escape from the range covered by the arrows of Dao Patterns, and then do everything we can to wait for help from the central realm.
Although, they couldn't figure out why powerful men like Shen Fusheng and Ku Yishu appeared in the northern realm.
What's more, I can't figure out how much luck this eleven disciples of Qing Jie received to become such a monster.
The six natural selection patterns are terrifying to mention.
There was no time to think too much. Jiang Yijian's body had already been submerged by the dense black smoke swordsman. At this time, a blazing beam of light rose into the sky, like a rainbow penetrating the sun and piercing the sky.
At the same time, an inexhaustible force directly swept away the cover of all the black smoke swordsmen.
magic weapon!
In Jiang Yijian's palm, he held a shrunken Ji fishing rod.
At the same time, mouthful after mouthful of his blood continued to spray on Xiaoji's fishing rod, while his own face was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The eye sockets are sunken and the face is sallow.
At this moment, Jiang Yijian burned 400 years of longevity to sacrifice and refine the life-saving magic weapon.
Unless there is a life-and-death crisis, or when there is no last resort, who would be willing to spend his longevity to cast a magic weapon.
There's nothing you can do.
Rumble!
The beam of light penetrated countless black smoke swordsmen and rubbed against the barrier of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords.
It's a pity that Zhao Chu has now broken through the Nascent Soul, and the Taoist skills that have been burned for 400 years... are not enough.
Jiang Yijian's pupils were on fire, and he was hysterical in order to survive.
400 years!
Another 400 years of longevity burned out, and all the flesh and blood in Jiang Yijian's body seemed to have become fuel. He instantly became as thin as firewood, like a walking living skeleton.
Yuanying's lifespan can exceed a thousand yuan.
But after natural selection, although life span will be extended, it is not infinite, and one needs to practice hard to live longer than the Nascent Soul.
A burning of 800 years of life almost cost Jiang Yijian half of his life.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to continue burning, it’s that he no longer has the capital to burn.
The other side.
Ying Zhansheng's craziness is no less stingy than Jiang Yijian's.
He cherished his life even more, and he offered a life-saving magic weapon early in the ceremony. Without thinking about it, he would have a life span of 900 years.
His originally burly body was now skinny and skinny.
The hysteria of the two was not without effect.
After all, it was the bombardment unleashed by Burning Shouyuan, and cracks appeared in the barrier of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords in an instant.
A layer of terrifying flames burned above the bodies of Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng. The black smoke swordsmen were like moths flying into the flame, burning as many as they went.
And above the sky, the four distracted Zhao Chus were still bending their bows over the moon and accumulating strength.
After all, there are four Dao Marks, how can they be killed so easily.
But he seemed...not in a hurry.
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Out of trouble!
The oppression dissipates and the heaven and earth become clear.
Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng almost couldn't wait and fled into the distance.
Running at lightning speed can be called a desperate act.
They were not stupid and had no attempt to kill Zhao Chu.
There is no certainty and no need to take risks.
They did not save Zhu Gengwei and Chezhuang Xu. They would die as Taoist friends but not as poor Taoists.
Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng currently just want to delay time, waiting for the influence of the Nine Heavens Fairyland to dissipate, and waiting for reinforcements from the Holy Land to arrive.
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at the same time.
The fight between the Nascent Souls of the Tianci Sect is also coming to an end.
The war spirit of the Nascent Soul in the two holy places has been broken, and coupled with the overwhelming power of the Tianci Sect, the momentum is at its most high-spirited.
die!
This batch of Nascent Souls once again left corpses on the ground.
Nie Chenxi and Qing Tianyi looked at the battlefield blankly, as if it was an illusion, as if it was a nightmare that should not exist at all.
right!
This cruel scene only exists in the Shura Hell.
Ying Zhansheng and Jiang Yijian were suppressed and beaten by Zhao Chu alone, and now they are running away like dogs.
Zhu Gengwei was seriously injured by Shen Fusheng, and it was only a matter of time before he died.
Chezhuang Xu's situation is not much better, Ku Yishu is trying his best, but the latter can't even escape.
Why!
Qingtian Yi and Nie Chenxi didn't understand.
Is this the invincible holy land in their minds?
Is it the supreme power of the Lower Nine Heavens world?
You must know that the strength of these four people must surpass Luo Guangliu and King Yueluo.
despair!
The Holy Land has always been their inner faith and pillar.
Now, that fiery faith, accompanied by the dry corpses falling to the ground, finally collapsed and collapsed thousands of miles away.
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Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
The transmission channel reminded me of the impatient shock again.
Tianci Zong Yuanying took a deep breath.
How many people will come this time?
But don't be afraid.
No matter how many people come, they will not be afraid again.
People in the Northern Territory currently have blind confidence in miracles.
No one noticed.
In the corner of the battlefield, Fang Sanwan froze on the spot, his eyes blank, for about a minute.
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At this time, Li Jiuchuan and others watched Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhan escape alive, feeling a little regretful in their hearts.
The two of them moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had already turned into two black dots on the horizon.
no way.
Everyone wants to kill these two Nascent Souls, but miracles are miracles, and reality must be faced.
It was an incredible miracle that Zhao Chu could scare them away.
Do you really expect Zhao Chu to kill the two Nascent Souls?
Impossible!
No one believes it, not even the people from the Tianci Sect believe it at all.
intimidation.
Yes, it's just a threat.
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"The eleven disciples of Qing Jie, wait for me to return."
At this moment, Jiang Yijian looked 50 years older. His white hair was as gray as a dying old man.
The passage of his life span made it impossible for him to maintain his ageless appearance.
But the hatred in his pupils was like a dagger quenched with poison.
The challenge students were in a similar situation to him.
Perhaps Ying Zhansheng hated Zhao Chu even more than Jiang Yijian.
Being forced to flee by someone in the Nascent Soul Realm is simply a great shame and humiliation.
As he was running away, he turned around and looked.
The battlefield in Wugui City is getting smaller and smaller.
And Zhao Chu's four clones shrank into four black dots as big as sesame seeds because of the distance.
call out!
However!
At this moment, a sharp buzzer suddenly sounded in the air.
It's like a devil's scream, terrifying.
call out!
call out!
call out!
Then, three more sounds came from the sky.
flame!
The jet-black flames, like the breath of a hell dragon, penetrated straight towards the two of them.
quick.
Ying Zhansheng and Jiang Yijian were horrified.
In an instant, the arrow burning with pitch-black flames came through the air like a poisonous snake's grin.
"How...possible!"
Boom!
Jiang Yijian was stunned and didn't have time to speak.
A black arrow penetrated between his eyebrows.
Between the eyebrows, in the center of the head.
It enters from the back of the head and exits from the front of the forehead.
At first glance, it looks like it has a devil's horns, which is shocking.
That's where the brain is, and that's where the core of the monk's spiritual power is.
Jiang Yijian didn't feel much pain, but his mind was irreversibly distracted.
He turned his head stiffly.
The last scene in his eyes, Jiang Yijian saw the challenge student not far away.
This miserable temporary comrade had not only his head pierced by sharp arrows, but his heart was also pierced by arrows. The dark flames were not very strong, but the gentle black flames were like venom corroding, burning the fat of the flesh.
, creepy.
Before he could finish his thoughts, his vest felt cold, and at the same time, the last arrow pierced his body right in the center of his heart.
"The eleven members of the Blue Tribulation, you, you... you are vicious!"
Taking his last breath, Jiang Yijian turned his head and looked into the distance, filled with hatred.
Originally, with the strength of natural selection, even if the physical body was shattered, the soul could still be attached to the Dao pattern and barely escape a ray of spiritual thought. In the future, if he could find a monk to seize his body, he might even be able to cultivate back to the realm of Nascent Soul.
But Zhao Chu is vicious and ruthless.
He first penetrates the divine core in your head, and then shatters the Taoist heart.
In this way, the souls of the Natural Selection monks who were killed will be destroyed.
"Damn it!"
Jiang Yijian couldn't figure it out.
How could Zhao Chu's arrows be so accurate and so cruel? They were absolutely perfect.
At this time, he saw a layer of black smoke emerging from the body of the challenger.
The black smoke eventually formed strange shadows of swordsmen.
Smoky Swordsman.
That’s right!
When I was fleeing, the aura of the black smoke swordsman still remained in my body, and I had no time to erase it.
It must be the smell of black smoke that allowed the Qing Jie Eleven to lock their position.
Ying Zhansheng is already dead.
Before Jiang Yijian was about to die, he thought of some rumors.
Legend has it that as long as some powerful people in the Wenyuan Realm lock your aura, when they open their bows and shoot arrows, even if you escape across the realm, you will be directly penetrated by the slim distance of thousands of miles.
Although Zhao Chu's arrows can't cross borders yet.
But this terrifying talent will reach that point sooner or later.
"It turns out those black smoke swordsmen were just leaving the mark of the curse."
"I shouldn't be in this muddy water!"
Jiang Yijian knew he regretted it.
Unfortunately, he also breathed his last.
Be cautious at every step, ruthless at every step.
Jiang Yijian finally saw the horror of Qingjie Holy Land.
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Dead silence!
Above the sky, four dark tracks were like four straight chains stretched across the sky. The black flames did not go out, and the oppression that filled the sky was suffocating.
Everyone turned their heads stiffly.
Jiang Yijian and Ying Zhansheng still maintained their fleeing posture.
It's just that their natural selection aura has gone cold.
The arrow shoots out of the body, and the aura of the Dao pattern is like the judgment of the devil. Even if you are a natural selection, you will not be able to survive.
This is the power from heaven.
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"I said I would kill you, but you couldn't escape."
The four clones of Zhao Chu merged into one in an instant.
The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords is You Yiyu's most proud killing move. How can it be considered ordinary if it is valued by one of the masters of the ten majestic demon palaces.
However, Zhao Chu was also in pain.
He had just broken through the Nascent Soul, and the real energy supported by the four elements dried up in an instant.
Especially the fourth sword, I almost missed it.
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Rumble!
At this time, the fight between Shen Fusheng and Zhu Gengwei in the distance also came to an end.
Zhu Gengwei's head was smashed by Shen Fusheng, and his internal organs were completely shattered.
With Yuan Langtian's human emperor blood, Shen Fusheng finally beheaded this man.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shen Fusheng carried Zhu Gengwei's body and walked towards the punishment pillar.
The other side.
Ku Yishu held Chezhuang Xu's ankle and dragged his body towards the pillar of punishment for all sins.
The two met unexpectedly and smiled at each other.
it's over.
According to the information obtained from the torture of Qing Tianyi and Nie Chenxi, only four natural selections participated in this invasion.
The two of them killed two, and Zhao Chu killed the remaining two.
Next, there are less than 5,000 Nascent Souls left.
Nothing to worry about.
The Tianci Sect is sure of victory, but they are only afraid that there will be too few Nascent Souls coming from the central region.
Under the Ten Thousand Sins Punishment Pillar is the Xuanhuang Seal of Zhengdao.
As long as the corpses of these two natural selections touch the Xuanhuang Zhengdao Seal, their last remaining souls will appear inside the seal, waiting to be refined.
Besides, Zhu Gengwei, Chezhuang Xu, and Luo Guangliu were different.
The two of them are natural selections at the level of Dao Patterns. The Dao Patterns they have condensed may be two Dao Patterns each.
Inside the seal, Luo Guangliu and King Yueluo finally stopped roaring.
despair.
The two lonely ghosts were completely in despair.
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central domain.
Countless Nascent Soul disciples in the two holy places are eager to try and can't wait.
In their imagination, the senior brothers who came to the northern realm before were already burning, killing and looting, and had already eaten up all the meat, leaving only some soup and water.
Nascent Soul further behind was even more anxious.
They were afraid that they would go too late and not even be able to drink the soup.
Although the monks in the exiled realm are barren, there may be pearls covered in dust in the barren mountains and rivers.
This time, it's a thorough bloodbath. Who knows what treasures may be found.
"Don't be crowded and don't be in a hurry."
"This cross-border passage is expanding. This time, it can accommodate 400 people crossing at the same time."
"The next time it opens, maybe 800 to 1,000 people."
At Jichi Holy Land, a senior brother maintaining order smiled.
The further you get to the back, the more cross-border passages are opened, and the more people you can accommodate.
Linlu Holy Land.
"Don't be anxious, wait three more times at most, and all the Nascent Souls can come to the northern realm."
"That place is not small, you can kill it as fast as you can."
"Have you heard from the three senior brothers Miao Zhonghe, Ma Luchun and Lu Shenggu that the monks in the northern realm are not very strong, but the women are very agile."
A Nascent Soul was standing next to the teleportation array, maintaining order and sneering at the same time.
"Haha, senior brother, don't be anxious. When we snatch the beauties, I will leave one for you to ravage as much as you want, haha!"
A Nascent Soul, who was about to step into the teleportation array, smiled obscenely.
"I'm counting on you. Are the day lilies cold?"
"I have entrusted the first batch of senior brothers to arrest most of the female monks. How could such a beautiful thing be missed, haha!"
The Nascent Soul smiled contemptuously.
"Those who are far-sighted and far-sighted, senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother."
There was another burst of compliments, and 400 Nascent Souls rushed to jump into the teleportation array.
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"Damn it, we were expelled back and are not allowed to go to the Northern Territory this time."
Next to another teleportation formation in Linlu Holy Land, there were three core disciples with dark faces.
Miao Zhonghe looked at the cross-border teleportation array leading to the northern realm from a distance, and his teeth hurt from anger.
"What a pity. I just set my sights on that beauty named Tang Duanying, and I just made a careful plan, but I didn't have the chance to implement it."
"I hope she won't be tortured to death, and wait until I have the opportunity to visit the Northern Territory again!"
Maruchun's face was filled with regret.
"The Ten Great Realms of the Outer Shaft Ring are holding a once-in-100-year battle for the Wentian Void today. Linlu Holy Land is invited to go. We are sent by Master, so don't delay the business."
Although Lu Shenggu also coveted the beauty of the female monks in the Northern Realm, he did not dare to waste time.
Afterwards, the three reluctantly set foot on the teleportation array heading to the outer axis ring.
This is a boring task.
The spiritual power distribution of the Earth Dome Star takes the central domain as the axis and radiates in all directions. The further away, the thinner the spiritual power becomes, until the realm of exile becomes dry and barren.
The eight voids closest to the axis are the inner axis ring, which are occupied by the eight realms and have not changed for 8,000 years.
There is also a void on the outer axis ring, which is called Wentian void.
Wentian Void is actually in the gap between the inner shaft ring, which is the closest junction between the inner shaft ring and the outer shaft ring. The spiritual energy contained in it is almost equal to that of the inner shaft ring.
It is said that there is an opportunity to ask questions here.
Therefore, every 100 years, the top ten realms of the outer axis ring will hold a brutal competition to compete for the ownership of Wentian Void.
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The world under the Nine Heavens is like the invisible sea surface.
In fact, each realm is more like a closed island that can be moved.
Everyone wants to get closer to the axis.
In the inner shaft ring, there is a half-step questioner.
The monk on the outer collar is jealous and jealous.
Therefore, Wentian Void is the void that the major realms of the outer axis ring must compete for. Everyone wants to locate the realm there.
The last century-old occupier was... the Magic Sky Realm.